Diary #3

I am finally able to breathe.

After I recently figured that my daughter was being tortured and raped in a concentration camp, I could not do anything but to simply detest the Japanese for their deeds. As I sat on the boxes shipped from Japan, the anger finally bursted out in front of my coworker, Xiao Li.

I started to kick and tear apart all of the Japanese goods, and exclaimed, "Ma Li Li! Yang Mei! Where are you?".

As I got more and more uncontrollable with my fury, Xiao Li held my arms back and yelled, "Stop! You can't just be here not doing anything about the situation! You're going to go to jail for this if the Japanese finds this out. Go secretly dump the mess you just made in to the sea. I have a plan,". After slowly breathing in and out, I finally calmed myself down and secretly dumped the mess in to the sea and rushed to see Xiao Li back in the container.

Xiao Li suggested that I disguise myself as a Japanese soldier by stealing the uniform of the lazy Japanese officer near the port who is always asleep in his comfortable clothes, go to Nanjing by train, call my daughter in to the room, and secretly run away with her at night. It was a carefully planned, brilliant scheme.

The next day, I carefully put the plan in action. I was able to obtain the uniform without waking the officer, and I looked completely Japanese dressed in Japanese Officer uniforms and the fluent Japanese I learned over the years. After arriving in the concentration camp in Nanjing, I specifically called for my daughter's name to come in to my room, saying that I have heard from other soldiers that she is an extremely beautiful young woman.

Soon, my daughter entered and screamed, "baba!" and I held her around her arms and we both shed tears until our eyes were completely dry. At night, I changed back to my regular clothes, and quietly and secretly ran away in to the woods.